Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1887-08-06

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; all day, an hunt coons at night.
aye bet, remember il, ole hoss," sal,
Hamp with that peculiar Western dialec
which sounds SO harsh to cultured ears.
aye left SO sudding, Hamp. VIVA
| made yer do it? I went ter bed expectin
| yer back next mornin' an 10 an behold
| yer didn't come, an found out arterwart
that ye'd put out fur Californv."
3Yes, went sudden"
aStruck it rich, hear?'
3Purty good lead"
aGlad ter hear it. want ter see We, an
;alk with ye over it all after awhile, when
| get rIme.
"I'll do it, ole hoss."
He had always been a very quiet man
and it was not strange that he should seen
SO silent on this evening.
Say, Jonathan, ar the boys lookin
arter yer horses?" asked Mr. Stump.
ayes, Pete; they've got bout all they XIII
do, though. fur thar's bout twenty Of
thirty teams thar Ter look arter, an NOR,
a-comin'."
The roads seemed alive with horsemer
and people in wagons, all coming to Pett
Stump's.
aTilda, he looks kinder sad, don't hep
said Jonathan, as he sat by his wife in the
big sitting room, watching the face of the
man who had left the neighborhood Z
pauper so many years ago and returned |,
millionaire.
"'Pears t me he looks kinder disappointed
like" said Aunt Tilda, gazing at the face
for long time through her glasses.
Disappointed should he be dis.
appointed, ole woman; don't We know he'i
millionaire now? Hes got all the money
he kin possibly want. an more'n he'd evel
spend. Guess he kin enjoy himself some
now"
"But look at him. He signs, Jonathan,
and looks about. Oh, Jonathan, money
can't alters make people happy"
Il guess it d make me most Low'ful
happy list now"
AT this moment supper was announced,
and the older folks were hurried off to the
great old fashioned country dining room.
where the table fairly groaned beneath its
load of good things. Country delicaciee
are always nicer and fresher than can BE-
found anywhere in city hotels. The vege.
tables grow in their season and have all the
juice and flavor nature intended-have
not the stale, fat taste of premature
hot-house development of the wilted vege-
tables found in cities.
Uncle Jonathan was placed at the head
of the table, SO he could carve the turkey,
his wife on his right, and Hamp Flatmarsh,
whom they insisted should eat at the first
table, on his left.
Musicians were scraping their violins,
getting ready for the Shake down" as
soon as supper should be over.
The younger people, who were to come
In at the second table, were in the great
eli hot
youngsters can.
Betsy this evenin'?" Uncle jonathan
asked.
"Who? Wot did We say?" asked the re-
turned Californian, starting up as if from
a reverie.
Betsy Camp; she was to been here"
"She WASP"
Yes, heerd she war comm"
She'll be here yit, put in Aunt Tilda.
Dye reckon she will? Dye reckon she
will, Aunt Tilda?" There was depth OF
pathetic eagerness about the question
which greatly intensified the fire in the
dark gray eyes.
"Oh, yes, she'll come, I'll be bound"
Then Hamp seemed to recover his self
possession, and sank into his usual re-
served manner. If some powerful emo |
tons were raging within that heart, they
were hidden by an armor of steel, and were |
known only to himself.
The California millionaire finished his
supper, and then went into the sittn g
room, where he took his broad brimmed|
white hat from the peg on the wall, and
drawing it low over his eyes, sat down, ap-
parently oblivious to all his surroundings.
A little hustle at the door announced a
new arrival, and some one said:
"Shes come at last"
The forty miner looked MP from under
his broad br1m and his eye instantly blazed
with new light. He started to his feet
but checked himself as he remembe. ed
where he was, and sat down again. The new
arrival was a little woman with large blue
'yes and profusion of golden hair. She
vas past thirty, and the combined influence
# time and care had left some wrinkles On
her face, though there was no little beauty
emaining. This was Betsy Camp, the
schoolmarm."
Betsy was hurried out to supper, while
he very man in whose honor the enter
ainment was given sat swearing at his ILL
ortune.
She returned and was then presented to
i'm.
Betsy? Course I know her, cried Hamp,
tarting up and Selling one small hand in
is. "Why, it seems an age since I sot
yes on her, but I'd know er yit 'mong a
lillion.
Betsy's pale face turned very red, and
er eyes dropped, while Hamp still held |
or hand. The music now struck up, and
ae floor was cleared for dancing.
"Come, Betsy; it's been long time since
on an me TUX trot terge:ner; let's hev a .
amp wi the rest"
"Oh, Hamp! I belong to church now, " she
aid softly; besides, l teach the school,"
It'll be all right"
do you think it will?"
@Kncw it. Il
They were in the First set, and when it | {
as over Hamp, who seemed suddenly in
bred with new life, led his flushed part )
Or to set in the very farthest corner Of !
10 room.
.sBetsy," he whispered in his coarse Pa
fic slope dialect, its been long time
nee sot eyes on ye, but never forgot
}, nor that Sunday evening when I left We :
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